what's it feel like to be a ghost.

uhm. i give up. yeah.
whatever is whatever.
everything is nothing.
and this is always nothing.
so uh. forget the times. because they're gone. see ya.

truly is not a word to me. it's a concept. concept always being chased for. so fuck it. i'm tired of that.
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Drunk words up there. Lemme explain.

So you wanna save the fucking world, right? But the world doesn't want to be saved, it seems. And all of your efforts just don't work. So you keep trying to save the world, but everytime, the world doesn't want it. The world won't have it. So eventually you get tired. Coming home everynight worrying about the world out there, because what kind of hero are you if you can't save anyone? Not even yourself. So you think, fuck it. Is it worth it? Yeah, you know it is. But I guess you gotta find another way huh? Maybe you think...fight? Or flight? Because maybe you spent your whole life leaving. And maybe it's time to leave this world and save another.

So yeah. That's what I mean. I give up. Trying to save the world. Wow. that was shortlived. Hey, sidekick, I guess it just didn't work huh. Heh. It never does.

But, you see, who is the hero without the world to save anyway? Really...nothing. Maybe even ordinary. Just another person.

So maybe tomorrow, huh? Maybe tomorrow we'll put the capes on and save this fucking sad world.

You wanted new. You wanted different. Wait, what? You say you never said that? Well, "same" doesn't work anymore. It's time to change. I'm dragging all of you along, you're coming with me. No one left behind. That used to be my style, regretfully, but not anymore. Life's getting too scary to go it alone. And let's face it...I'm alone if anything. Like I am right now.